#listen i just wanted noct to get to talk

[paracosmicparadox]

FFXV headcanons / expanded canons Part The Second, because again, I desire character depth like I need it to breathe and if storebought isn't available, I will make it myself with my own two hands. Find Part The First here.

Ardyn: Listens to music solely in the cabaret genre or heavy metal; you can't change my mind on this (like you're flipping through his playlist and one moment its playing Kabaret Sybarit, then it switches violently and without warning to System of a Down and just about breaks your eardrums)

His closet rivals his living room in terms of size and depth (it's concerning; people get lost in there amongst his innumerable trench coats and ruffled shirts)

No coffee, no tea, only wine. Ravus and Verstael have to listen to his drunken rambling every other night and it is ghastly

Gossips like no other

He's a hoarder. You walk into his home and there are trinkets and baubles on every surface---it's gotten quite extreme

Has breakdowns in the shower

Has journals full of half-finished poetry lying about everywhere (he references the story of Julius Caesar and Marcus Brutus a lot because of the parallels to him and Somnus, and bc at this point he doesn't really care if he digs himself deeper into that rut of grief and anger)

Can't keep a plant alive to save his life; not even a cactus

He was a theater kid once upon a time

Luna: Actually legit super athletic. You can't really see it bc her muscles don't bulge, but she can and will judo flip a man effortlessly

Has the smallest handwriting you've ever seen

She's got mad art skills; there's a work-in-progress painting or pastel piece on her desk constantly

Certified history buff. This chick can recall the most obscure bits and details of Eos's past and will infodump to you if you're willing to listen

Actually works really hard to be a good person---it doesn't come naturally to her; she's no saint and she has to make a conscious effort to be as gentle as she is on a daily basis, and that in itself makes her an excellent human being

Names each and every one of her plants

Loves bugs and takes a thrill in the fact that they kinda gross Noct out

Has the "Hydrate or Dydrate" water bottle bc she forgets and needs to remind herself to imbibe H2O

Her Pinterest account is the stuff of legends

Ravus: He's so awkward in social situations---really, he's just awkward in general, but it's most obvious when someone's trying to talk to him and he's glaring daggers straight into their soul

Before his mother died, he was the kindest child. He was the sweetheart of the family and would make flower crowns with toddler Luna and make breakfast in the mornings for his family. When he withdrew, it pained those who knew him immensely

The Super Smash Bros grandmaster (he's horrible at Mario Kart though, which frustrates him to no end)

Already has some arthritic problems in his knuckles and in his knees. He always had bad joints, but it's getting worse with the years

A pro at calligraphy and fancy lettering

His art skills are just as good if not better than Luna's. He only works in graphite and charcoal, but his drawings are the most heartwrenchingly beautiful things you've ever seen

Can regularly be found in a museum or in a library

Plays D&D on the weekends when he can with an online party (the campaign's been going on for nearly 2 years; he plays a level 8 Drow Warlock)

Aranea: Owns a motorcycle---you can't change my mind.

Mixes grenadine with everything. Champagne? She's adding grenadine. Wine? Grenadine time baby. Tequila? Gimme that sweet pomegranate syrup.

AO3 angst fics are her guilty pleasure

Probably has a pilot's license (in all honesty if it was an irl setting instead of Final Fantasy, she probably would've been in the Airforce)

Wears cologne instead of perfume because it makes her seem more roguish and she likes the scent better

She's always wanted a pet snake (one of those white pythons curious faces and boopable snoots)

Raging bisexual

Knows her way on an aerial silk like nobody's business

Major vulnerability issues (she cares so, SO deeply, but no one can EVER. KNOW. except Prompto. Prompto knows.)

Best buds with Prompto ever since the events in Niflheim at the Magitek Production Facility (they facetime each other every Wednesday)

She's a sucker for a good horror flick

#ffxv #ff15 #prompto #noctis #noctis lucis caelum #gladiolus amicitia #ignis scientia #prompto argentum #aranea highwind #ardyn lucis caelum #ravus nox fleuret #lunafreya nox fleuret #headcanon #I don't know I finished this game ages ago but I've been thinking about it lately

[omegothic]

opinion on ffxv after 75 hours of playing (and one hour of running in circles to level gladio's skill up) (still haven't played any of the dlcs but i'm gonna take a break or something for a few days because i severely neglected my university stuff and spent most of the last week obsessively playing this game)

i love this game. am i tired? hell yeah. would i want all these hours back? hell no.

the game is a mystery to me.

the sidequests are genshin impact open world quests level (which means that if i hear anyone talking, i'm pressing the skip button because i don't give a fuck). you listen to someone yapping about unimportant stuff and they make you collect the same shit over and over again. peak game design.

the main quests are good but the ending made me age 10 years in a week. there's NO NEED for these tragedies. boy you literally have the power of gods on your side and they tell you the only way to get rid of the big bad villain is to kill yourself? sounds like bullshit to me. also why even bother if there's only a few thousands people left in the world. you already lost, all this stuff had to be done 10 years ago to have any meaning. and there's no way the world didn't just implode or something when the sun stopped rising. the true ending is noctis getting spat out of the crystal and realising everyone is long gone because there's no sunlight.

the mentally ill hobo could have been more cooperative too geez. i'll be honest i like him much more than the six. and everyone's like "oh gods are helping you" no they hate me and want me to die for no reason. i'd rather join forces with ardyn and try to take them down. even if he did a lot of questionable stuff (cough- killed my bride -cough-cough- and her brother -cough- also kidnapped my friend and tortured him-)

the hunts are kinda fun when it's a big monster but when it's a bunch of goblins i'm like,,, why did you call me here? ngl i thought all hunts would be like the first one, it was truly cool. there was some kind of plot, some interactions with my friends, some stealth, the monster seemed really tough (meanwhile me, fighting the lvl 99 adamantoise 65 hours later: the ring of lucii go brrr-)

the dungeons are ass. i thought nothing could be as disorienting as daggerfall's randomly generated dungeons but they really managed to do a miracle with ffxv. although the dungeons in ffxv are not scary at all, that's the difference.

the open world is okay. there're some interesting places (when you first see the big mysterious creature in the lake you're like do i have to fight it?? can i get closer to it?? what is this??) and the nature is beautiful. altissia looks majestic but sadly there's not much to do. i appreciate the hard work tho.

using regalia was a delight. when you want to take a break and just look at the landscape you can just sit still with a controller in your hands and enjoy the ride. really therapeutic. don't drive at night when you're low level though... listen to ignis. ignis is always right.

the camp life is by far the best out of all games i've had an experience with. there's so many little details everywhere that you cannot help but adore your companions. it's the way every time you make camp you get a bunch of photos prompto took since the last break. it's the way your companions talk to you almost all the time and you truly feel like you are on a road trip with your friends. it's the way gladio calls you out on your bullshit and afterwards you want to bite his head off each time you talk to him. it's the way ignis cooks for the entire party and makes you help him sometimes. i just love the way friendship is portrayed here.

what was not as good is luna and noct's relationship. there was not enough of luna. yes she loves noct but why? yes noct loves luna but why? luna literally appeared in the plot for two minutes and then tragically died. i think it's really bad. also imagine not seeing your bride for 12 years, when you finally meet her again she immediately dies, then you spend 10 years trapped in a crystal, fucking die and then get to marry your bride. honey it's been 22 years since i last talked to you in person. i'm NOT marrying a random woman in the afterlife (no hate for luna, just this love story didn't seem convincing enough). hopefully i'm gonna see what they wrote in the dawn of the future soon (please pray so that my amazon package doesn't get lost 🙏)

the music is incredible. the woman who wrote the soundtrack is my goddess and i am a devout worshipper 🙏🙏🙏

so, why is the game a mystery to me? because no other game could make me endure 75 hours of boring side quests. i managed to play hogwarts legacy for 44 hours and i despised that game when i finished it. i despised it long before i finished it. but not ffxv. they could make me do all this boring stuff again and i would do it (not for free tho because i've got better things to do with my time 🤣)

i enjoyed ffxv a lot. it also made me depressed for a week because ending a game like that should be a crime. i think i'm gonna do a few last quests after that but there's not much left (and i'm not looking for more because if i think i am done then i am done). not sure how long episodes gladiolus, prompto and ignis are gonna take, but they're also in my plans (no ardyn tho, gotta go watch some playthrough). there's also anime and a film so plenty of content for me. and i am waiting for the arrival of my book 🫡

(noticed that there's nothing about the combat. well it's because i don't care. i don't like combat. i don't like it in any game. i prefer to flee)

#ffxv #final fantasy #final fantasy 15 #final fantasy xv

[glitchdecay]

Suzuki Tatsuhisa Talks Behind-the-Scenes of FFXV: Part 7

And we've come to the final part of what I translated from Tatsu talking about FFXV on Shimazu Shintarou's Weekend Game Camp. This part talks about something that happens after clearing the game, so look away if you don't wanna get spoiled! [Or, you know, you do you.]

(Sadly, the above screenshot is not mine; I grabbed it from this Tumblr post. I didn't take my own because I didn't think I'd need it.)

As always, here's where you need to go if you missed the previous part, here's if you want to start from the beginning, and here's where you listen along (from 21:35–25:34).

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The change, of course, is the above title screen changing to one with two people in it, as seen here.

And without further ado, we return to the conversation between Tatsu, host Shimazu Shintarou, and assistant host Kubota Miyu.

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: And what came after [the final camping scene] was our selfish request to Amano-san [Amano Yoshitaka, illustrator and longtime Final Fantasy series collaborator] to have Noct on the title screen alongside Luna. That's when the true title logo appears. I suggested for it to be in the game. 

ST: I asked Tabata-san if we could have a title screen that can only be seen after clearing Final Fantasy XV. It's probably the only one [in the series] to have it. 

ST: Why did I want it like that? The title logo was from when the game was still Versus XIII, and it had a different meaning. A different "true" meaning. But it ended up becoming a title with a [different] meaning, so how do we add meaning to the title logo? The title logo is meant to represent the heroine. 

ST: But without the protagonist, it seems too harsh. There are a lot of circumstances surrounding XV in the first place. Whose story should it be about? At one point, it became different pieces. 

ST: Tabata-san decided that it should be Noct's story alone. Everything else gets thrown into the bin. He took responsibility for that decision and became the "bad guy" on purpose. 

ST: When that happened, I said, "But Noct's not in [the title logo]," and he agreed. He showed me the ending scene and told me this was how he wanted the game to end. So I said to him, "Tabata-san, I'm sorry, but I'm going to say something completely unreasonable. This might be impossible, but it'd be so great if it could be done." 

ST: "We decided that the goddess-like figure in the title logo would be Luna, right? I think it'd be great if Noct were in it too. What do you think? We could have Amano-san draw it."

ST: "But the original illustration was from 13 years or so ago, back when Versus XIII was announced." I suggested the addition to the logo in 2015 or 2016. "Wouldn't it be nice to have Amano-san add Noct to the title logo then, to finally complete "our" Final Fantasy?"

Shimazu Shintarou: Oh, that makes it "final" in so many ways. 

ST: Yeah, it does. It's the... 

SS: You just said something nice.

ST: "It's the Final Fantasy that we made. Can't we have that?"

ST: The original illustration represented what Nomura-san and his team did, the Final Fantasy that they created. But if we could add Noct to that, and ask Amano-san to do it, it would be the culmination of two things becoming one, becoming the complete title for the first time. Becoming Final Fantasy XV. 

ST: "This isn't something anyone can come along and talk about. We'd be boasting about ourselves. But wouldn't it make the team so happy if we had that? It's probably something we couldn't add in the world of the game, but I'd like to do it. How about it?"

ST: Amano-san said "yes" right away. Tabata-san contacted him, and at the time, Amano-san's schedule was packed to the brim. He couldn't fit in any additional work. There was something huge he was working on at the time, so it couldn't be done. He was willing to at least listen. 

ST: But Tabata-san explained to him, saying it was a suggestion from Suzuki-san. Amano-san said, "Yes, I'll draw it right away." And he did. 

ST: He flipped his completely busy schedule around to draw that. The true title logo has Noct in it because everyone's passion, feelings and emotions... 

SS [to Kubota Miyu]: You feel like clearing the game now, right?

KM: I feel like playing it now!

ST: ... Were behind it. 

KM: I really feel like playing!

ST: That was how the true title logo came to be. I haven't been able to tell this until now. As an IP, [FFXV] had changed ownership so many times, so I wasn't sure what was OK to discuss. 

ST: But now, with the 16th title out, there's a new title with something innovative in a different way created by Yoshida-san [Yoshida Naoki, the producer of XVI] and his team.  

ST: I think that's amazing in its own way. There's a different FF in the world now. So I think it's fair for me to reminisce about this FF, to say there was something like this too. 

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And that's the end of the FFXV part of the radio show. As I mentioned in a previous part, there's a lot more that Tatsu talked about with Shimazu-san (who's a longtime friend of his) and it'd take me too much time and energy to do everything.

Thank you for reading until the end!

#tatsu talks ffxv #final fantasy xv #noctis lucis caelum #seiyuu #suzuki tatsuhisa #tatsuhisa suzuki #my translations #the remix of aching horns came on my music player and i'm #vibrating

[zeroth-writes]

Having a Child Together -Noctis Lucis Caelum-

masterlist | request | headcanons

Prompt: Thank you for writing Noctis x Reader to be parents.could you write it as a little story

Pairing: Noctis Lucis Caelum / Female!Reader

Summary:

Word Count: 809

You stared down in shock and your hands begin to tremble. You shake the device, tap the screen, anything to get it to change. But it doesn’t, the screen continues to display the same word written in big blue letters.  

‘PREGNANT‘

Resting in your open palms sat a pregnancy test. You decided to take it over days of feeling ill. All your friends kept suggesting to take one, but you blew it off as them jumping to conclusions. Until you payed a visit to Insomnia’s doctor and she informed you all your symptoms match up.

After that, you hesitantly bought yourself a test.

The first person you told, was Ignis. Seeing as he knew Noctis better than anyone. You invited him out to lunch while Noctis was busy with his Kingly duties. “Are you sure this is the right time?” Was the first words out of his mouth. You stared with narrow eyes before he took back his words. “Apologies, that came out wrong. I understand you have no control. I just know how busy Noct is with his position currently." He spoke calmly.

You sighed at his words, knowing he was right. You yourself was stuck between a rock and a hard place. You knew how busy the king was right now, having to handle an entire kingdom on his own. Yet the pair of you has often spoke about having a child of your own. Wondering if it would be as difficult as he suspected it to be, thinking how nice it would be for Insomnia to possible have a prince again.

But all conversations ended the same. With Noct stating that there was no time now for a little one. Which you always agreed with. You saw first hand how drained Noctis was whenever he got home, and you didn’t want to just add to that.

“However, It is not for me to tell you what you should do.” Ignis’ soothing voice broke your train of thought. You nodded your head, understanding his words clearly.

♡♡♡♡♡

After arriving home from lunch, you spent the next several hours debating your decision. You listened all the pros and cons, going over different scenarios in your head. How’d he possibly reaction or what he’d might say.

Yet all that preparation went out the window when the familiar sound of Noctis’ custom soles filled the spacious bedroom. You wanted to wait until he made proper time he wound down from his stressful day. Yet with each step you felt both nerves and excitement build within you. As the door opened to reveal Noct, you felt the words form in your throat.

The entire time the king was getting himself ready for dinner, you managed to stay quiet. Yet as you sit across from each other you feel your self control begin to slip.

“Can we talk about something serious?” Your voice suddenly speaks out. Noct looks up from his plate full of veggies. “Sure, Something wrong?” He placed his fork down, giving you his full attention. “I know we somewhat talked about this is the past, but how exactly do you feel about having a child?” You hoped he didn’t notice how your voice was laced with nerves.

The man in front of you stayed silent. He crossed his arms as he laid back to rest against the back of the chair. A long breath left his lips. “Maybe someday. I mean neither of us are in the place in life to take care of anything person right now.” You nodded along with his words, knowing he was going to say something like that. “But what if it were to happened?” Noct narrow his eyes, confused by your question. “We can’t be sure, I mean what if I were to get pregnant? What would we do then?” You clarified your previous question. In response he went silent again, you could tell by his face that he was shock by your question. “Then, we deal with that.” He spoke slowly. “I mean, the future is only a second away, right?.” You chuckled at his words, knowing who he was repeating. “So, if I were to tell you that I was pregnant, you wouldn’t be upset?”

Noctis got up from his spot. You followed his lead and did the same, meeting him halfway. Once together he gingerly placed one hand on your hip, the other resting on your stomach. “I won’t lie and say it’ll be easy on us. But I’ve never been happier.” You looked up at him and saw a smile on his face. You placed your hand on top of his and matched his wide smiles. Your eyes met as a wave of relaxation washed over you. You let out a long deep breath as you become eager to see what the future holds for the three of you.

#Final Fantasy #final fantasy imagine #final fantasy imagines #final fantasy x reader #final fantasy xv #final fantasy xv imagine #final fantasy xv imagines #final fantasy xv x reader #Noctis Lucis Caelum #noctis lucis caelum imagine #noctis lucis caelum imagines #noctis lucis caelum x reader #requested

[thisfairytalegonebad]

"You will regret touching them." - Whumptober day 20

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Character: Prompto Argentum Rating: Teen and up Warnings: Ardyn being creepy, non-consensual touching (non-sexual!)

Read below the cut or on AO3 here.

Noct doesn’t really know what to make of this Ardyn guy. He seems harmless enough, but something about him just seems… off. The way he speaks and moves is unsettling in a way Noct can’t put his finger on.

Ignis and Gladio don’t trust the guy a single bit, that much is obvious. They’ve both got years and years of experience handling unpleasant politicians, though, so they’re hiding it pretty well, at least at first glance.

Gladio is making light-hearted jokes and acts as if Ardyn isn’t even there, but he always carefully places himself between Noct and their uninvited guest, and his eyes follow Ardyn’s every movement.

Ignis, while he’s all polite smiles and pleasant small-talk, refuses to sit down with them, claiming he needs to frequently get up to check on the food cooking inside the caravan anyway. Instead, he leans against the caravan and watches Ardyn like a hawk, and beneath his polite behaviour, there is a frigidness that would make Noct shiver if it were directed at him.

So far, Ardyn’s done nothing to warrant any hostile reaction besides being a little weird, so Noct’s overprotective friends are forced to sit back and watch.

It’s more than a little awkward. Normally, when they’ve got some downtime and get to spend the night at a caravan or even a hotel where there is wifi, they’re quick to whip out their phones and play some King’s Knight, but it seems impolite to do so with Ardyn present.

Prompto tries to start conversations and include Ardyn in them several times, but most of it falls kind of flat and doesn’t really go anywhere. Not that Ardyn makes it any easier for him, choosing to reply in cryptic remarks instead of speaking like a normal person.

Eventually, Ardyn starts carrying most of the conversation on his own, wandering back and forth around their table as he talks about some weird stuff Noct can’t even be bothered to listen to - but he’s had to sit through enough meetings that he knows when to smile and nod and make noises that sound like agreement.

“…isn’t that right?” Ardyn purrs, and leans forward to caress Prompto’s face.

Prompto’s widened eyes flick towards Noct in a silent plea for help, but then Ardyn steps back and resumes his monologue as if nothing happened.

Noct opens his mouth to say something, but Prompto speaks at the same time, a high-pitched, too-loud agreement with whatever Ardyn is talking about. He tends to get talkative when he’s nervous, and from the way he’s babbling now, he’s got to be pretty damn nervous.

Gladio stops him with a subtle nudge of his knee and smoothly takes over the conversation instead, and slowly, Prompto relaxes.

Allowing himself to zone out again, Noct lets Ardyn talk all he wants, and he’s just about to suggest they go to bed when Ardyn goes to touch Prompto again.

This time, his fingers don’t manage to make contact before his hand is seized in a tight grip and Ignis’ voice cuts through the tense silence, icy like the Glacian herself.

“I would strongly advise against this if you want to keep all your fingers.”

Ignis’ voice is soft and dangerous, and it’s a tone that usually gets people to back off really quickly when they realise Ignis is all business, but Ardyn just smiles lazily and pulls his hand back.

“A protective bunch, aren’t you?” he says slowly. “Well, I do apologize. I’ve let myself get carried away. I hope you don’t hold this against me,”

His eyes are trained on Prompto who looks like he wants to be anywhere but here, and Noct has had enough.

“The hell is your problem, man? Leave him alone.”

Gladio stays silent, but he’s holding himself like a coeurl ready to pounce. One wrong move and Ardyn gets decked in the face, Noct has seen it before.

Part of him almost wishes Ardyn will give Gladio a reason to do so.

But the guy does seem to possess some sense of self-preservation and simply excuses himself to bed instead.

They all watch him leave, and as soon as he’s gone, Noct focuses on Prompto who’s white as a sheet.

“Hey, man, you okay?” he asks, not bothering to hide his concern.

Prompto lets out a shaky breath. “Yeah. Yeah, he didn’t. I mean, he didn’t hurt me or anything. It’s cool.”

“It’s very much not cool,” Gladio grumbles. “Next time he pulls a stunt like that, I’ll wipe that creepy smile right off his face.”

“Think Iggy’s gonna chop off his hand first,” Noct mutters.

“Oh, I absolutely will,” Ignis agrees with a dark look. He pushes himself away from the caravan and rests a comforting hand on Prompto’s shoulder. “Are you sure you’re alright, Prompto?”

Prompto nods and leans into the touch, already a little less pale than before. “Yeah, thanks, Iggy. Just, if I never have to be alone with him again, I wouldn’t complain about that.”

“You won’t,” Gladio promises, and Noct nods firmly in agreement. Like hell that creep’s gonna touch Prompto again.

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The exchange keeps playing on a loop in Noct’s head. They failed him, gods, they failed Prompto so bad, most of all himself who is responsible for this whole mess in the first place.

“What did that bastard do to you?” Gladio demands, voice rough as he inspects Prompto for injuries. He’s got many littering his body, but none are life-threatening and it’s nothing that can’t be fixed with a potion.

“Nothing. He just- Nothing,” Prompto replies. He looks out of it, like he hasn’t slept in days - and really, he probably hasn’t.

“But-” Gladio presses, but Ignis nudges him to shut him up.

“Prompto needs to rest, we cannot press on like this.”

Reluctantly, Gladio nods. “Iggy’s right. Noct, did you see a dorm room somewhere close by?”

On autopilot, Noct stands. “Yeah. Out that door over there then to the left, I think.”

Gladio gathers Prompto in his arms, and it’s proof of how shitty Prompto is feeling that he isn’t making a single joke about it. Instead, he just curls into himself and lets Gladio sweep him up like he weighs nothing.

Like a shadow, Ignis follows, dagger clutched in his hand. If Noct had to guess, he’s probably imagining a million different ways to kill Ardyn right now, and Noct quite shares the sentiment.

In the dorm room, Gladio gently places Prompto on one of the tiny beds and helps him crush a potion in his hand.

Immediately, Prompto looks better, but he still needs rest, and desperately so.

Gladio tuck him in with so much care it almost feels too private to watch, and then Ignis settles himself on the bed next to Prompto, feeling around the mattress for his hand and holding onto it once he’s found it.

Noct turns around and steps out of the dorm room. When he's sure the door has closed behind him, he looks up towards the ceiling and raises his voice.

“Ardyn! Mark my words - I will make you regret touching him. You will regret everything you’ve done to them. Consider this a promise!”

Then, he turns on his heel and returns to his friends. Ardyn is not worth any more of his time, right now, he has other priorities.

Prompto is already deep asleep, and Ignis, nestled against him, looks exhausted enough to nod off any moment as well.

Gladio’s leaning against the wall next to the door, standing guard.

“Gladio, go lie down. Get some sleep. I’ll take first watch,” Noct says. He’s never felt more awake, and he’s going to take full advantage of it to protect those he loves.

“I’m fine,” Gladio argues, but Noct’s not having any of it.

“I said sleep. I need you, Gladio, and I need you in top shape. So you’re going to lie down and you’re going to sleep and I’ll wake you in a few hours. Got it?”

Gladio still looks like he wants to argue, but then his shoulders drop in defeat and he nods. “Okay. Two hours, then you wake me.”

“Sure,” Noct says.

He does not wake Gladio after two hours.

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Read all of my Whumptober prompt fills here.

#whumptober2023 #no.20 #you will regret touching them #ffxv #final fantasy xv #fic #prompto argentum #thisfairytalegonebad's writing

[starlit-mansion]

I was tagged in this game by the lovely @merulah and I love to talk about myself so...

Last song listened to: Technically, it's Howling by Lupus Nocte (you've almost certainly heard this in a youtube video lmao) Last song I listened to on spotify was Bohemian Rhapsody (from a classic rock radio mix) Currently reading: Uhhh… Okay here's my problem… I never learned how to slowly move through a book at a reasonable pace, and I still read like I did in middle school when I was tearing though 6 books a week. I either am not reading anything or I read an entire book in a single sprint of 4-5 hours, and because I know I do that, I don't start books if I don't have an entire free evening, and who consistently has entire free evenings? I pretty much only read sci-fi by contemporary authors or regency romance books lmao. The last book I read was "A Lady's Guide to Fortune Hunting" by Sophie Irwin. It was…. fine, very much "what if Elinor Dashwood was *sassy* like Lizzy Bennett" type Austinery with a focus on banter and a dash of con artistry and many capitulations to modern sensibility. (If anyone wants a rec for a queer regency romance, I really liked "A Lady for a Duke" by Alexis Hall, which marries the Regency trope of social upheaval from the Napoleonic Wars very nicely with a straight trans woman reinventing herself after going MIA and being presumed dead.) I've been meaning to get around to Persuasion but Corv just read it and told me most of the plot so I'll probably wait another year til I forget the exact details. Currently watching: So much Decked Out 2 (Hermitcraft Season 9) Also rewatching a lot of Hbomberguy videos with Corv, which are mostly good, but I really don't have that much stomach for his "debunking pickup artists" era stuff. Currently obsessed with: Not much, and more's the pity. I'm kind of in between things at the moment. I guess… well I am obsessed with all the plans I have for next month, I'm really excited to go DO things after having a very sedentary end of the summer. I also am starting to get into Magic the Gathering but in a way where I don't have to do a bunch of research and collecting, I just get to play with a deck that was handed to me while I learn more of the basics. Tagging:

@amodernmage @theshehulkproject @secrets-of-luftnarp @faintedincoils @fluorescentnova but you don't have to do it if you don't want <3

[darksaiyangoku]

HellGoku Stories- They Want it that Way

It was an exhausting fight, but Teams RWBY, LAPS and ALPN had succeeded in their mission. As a reward, General James Ironwood granted them the night off. All 3 teams cheered with glee, they've been looking forward to this for a long time. While everyone was having fun in the break room, and Prompto was taking pictures, Ruby tugged Noctis by his sleeve.

Noctis: Hm? What is it Ruby?

Ruby: Noct, um... *shuffles her feet* do you wanna come back to my room?

Noctis: Oh sure. Maybe after the party?

Ruby: *shakes head* No. Now.

Noctis was confused af first but decided to follow her back to her team's dorm.

[Team RWBY's Dorm]

Noctis: Ruby, is everything okay?

Ruby: No, not really. *sighs* We've been in Atlas for over a month and you and I have barely spent any time together. All it's been is just mission after mission! We haven't been on a single date since we got here. Any time there's a night off, you're being dragged off by the guys, I'm being dragged off by the girls and I-

Noctis: *hugs* Hey! Easy there. *squeezes her tight* It's been hard for me too. I miss you so much. Our late night talks, our weapon modification time, cooking breakfast with you every morning. Everything we did back at Mistral was the most normal I've ever felt in a long time.

Ruby: Noct, I'm sorry. *holds him* I didn't mean to snap.

Noctis: *chuckles* Don't worry about it. Listen, we're alone right now. So... why not make the most of this time?

Ruby: Hm? *looks up* What do you mean?

Noctis: *takes out his scroll and plays I Want it that Way*

🎵Yeah🎵

Ruby: Noct. *giggles*

Noctis: What? It's to help the atmosphere.

Ruby: You're so silly. Come here you. *wraps her arms around him*

Noctis: *wraps his arms around her*

As the song continued playing, both of them leaned in and gave a warm, loving kiss.

🎵You are my fire

The one desire

Believe when I say

I want it that way🎵

[Outside]

Outside the dorm, Yang, Jaune, Nora, Oscar and Blake were listening intently.

Nora: Awwww!!! Listen to those two. They're so sweet!

Oscar: Uh, are you sure it's a good idea to be listening to them? It seems like they really want their privacy.

Yang: Relax, Oscar. We just came to make sure they're okay.

Jaune: And that mission is accomplished. Come on-

Ruby: MMM!!! Oh Noct!!! (🎵But we are two worlds apart🎵)

Blake: ...well, she definitely feels better now.

Noctis: Oh god, Ruby!!! (🎵Can't reach to your heart🎵)

Yang: ....they're not.... you know?

Jaune: Pssssh, of course not! *nervous laughter* Right?

Ruby: Mmmm~ That's it, right there~!!! (🎵When you say🎵)

Noctis: Mmmmm~ *slurping nosies* (🎵That I want it that way🎵)

Nora: Oh Ruby, you naughty girl.

Blake: *nods head* Nice!

Oscar: *mad blush* Oh lord, no!

Ruby: Mmmm, give it to me, Noctis~ Give me your steel sword~ (🎵Tell me why Ain't nothin' but a heartache🎵)

Noctis: As you wish, my dear Rose Princess~ Ahhhhhh~ (🎵Tell me why Ain't nothin' but a mistake🎵)

Yang, Jaune and Oscar's eyes widened in awkwardness and horror as they heard the sounds of thrusting, pounding and moaning. Nora and Blake, meanwhile, were having the time of their lives. They've never been so proud.

Ruby: Yes Noctis~!! Yes~!! Fuck me like a dirty slut~!!! (🎵Tell me why I never wanna hear you say I want it that way🎵)

Yang: Okay, that's it! Let's go! *grabs Nora*

Nora: Aw what?!

Jaune: *grabs Blake*

Blake: But it was just getting good!

#rwby #final fantasy #final fantasy xv #hellgoku #red hellgoku #ruby rose #noctis lucis caelum #yang xiao long #nora valkyrie #blake belladonna #jaune arc #oscar pine #royal rose #rwby royal rose #royal rose rwby #noctis x ruby #ruby x noctis #ruby rose x noctis lucis caelum #noctis lucis caelum x ruby rose #song: I want it that way #artist: backstreet boys

[por-cel-ain]

Was scrolling through blogs looking at nice gifs others have made, and on a particular one people in the notes were talking about how Prom smacks both Noct’s and Gladio’s butts, but not Ignis’s. Joking about how he knew better than to play with fire and ectect

But, i think that he slapped Ignis’s butt...once. And only once, because one time was all it took for him to realize exactly what kind of war zone he would be entering into if he kept doing it.

So; Prom arrives at the Citadel, wanting to work on his aim and keep himself sharp. Walks into the training hall, sees Ignis and Gladio by some dummies, obviously post workout. Ignis’s back is turned to him. It’s the perfect crime. He saunters up as casually as he can, readies the strike, and smacks his butt with a chirpy ‘Hey guys what’s going on??‘

Absolute silence from both of them. Ignis is as still and immovable as a brick wall. Gladio is trying his best not to laugh out loud. Prom realizes that he has made a grave mistake. Finally, Ignis turns his head to look at him, stoney faced as ever with only a quirk of his eyebrow, and tells him ‘There are far better ways to greet someone than like that, you know.‘ Gladio manages to help them laugh it off, and Prom apologizes every other sentence for the rest of the conversation

But, even after they leave and say their goodbyes and Prom gets to training, he’s haunted by the memory of Ignis’s sharp eyes glinting with an unreadable emotion. Something told him this situation was not over by a long shot.

Fast forward just a few days later; Prom is at Noct’s apartment, he knew he hadn’t been feeling great and he figured that washing the dishes in his sink since he was already there wouldn’t be too out of the way. So he’s doing that while Noct waits in the living room watching tv, listening to music on his phone, blissfully unaware of the sounds of the apartment door being unlocked and opened, brief conversation between Noct and someone else, and distinct flat heels clicking on the kitchen floor soon after

A hand slaps down on his butt, loud enough to ring through the kitchen and hard enough that Prom bodily jolts with a yelp

And when he whirls around like a deer dazzled by headlights, Ignis is taking a leisurely sip of his coffee, before finally looking down at him and simply saying, ‘Good afternoon, Prompto.‘

#Long post #< Just in case #Speaking #ffxv #promnis #And on that day something in Prompto awakened and he was never the same #And so on and so forth #(Not to reveal behind the curtain but in these scenarios Ignis knows exactly what he's doing and is especially intrigued by the noise Prom m #makes lol)

[glaivenoct]

12,13,14.&19, if you could please?

Thank yoouuu again for indulging me friend!! ;u; <3 (Behind The Scenes Fic Questions)

12.) Is there a trope you haven’t written yet but really want to?

I don't know what this really qualifies under as a Trope per se, but I've always wanted to try writing a whumpy fic where Noct gets taken captive and experimented on. Experimented in the sense of trying to suppress his magic or tap into the power of the crystal or whathaveyou through Noctis. Something along those lines as long as it has to do with messing with Noct's magic/magic responses, forcing him into a constant stasis and then pushing him to the limits so to speak.

Listen. All I really want is an excuse for Noct to be strapped in a chair, barely coherent because everything is taking a toll on him. And I just want him to fucking snap because whatever test or method they try next is not only painful - but he's just so overwhelmed that it sets off some wild, magical self preservation instinct in Noctis.

He can't control it. He screams while his eyes ignite that violet color like when he summons one of the six. The lights above him and windows around him fucking shatter and short circuit. He busts out of his restraints like it's nothing. Anyone or anything in the near vicinity is absolutely fucked and terrified.

Basically, give me Noctis feral with power and the bros/Nyx/Cor having to talk him down and snap him out of it.

*coughs* So, um. Yeah what trope is that? ...is this a trope? What's a trope again, I need a dictionary lmao

13.) Is there a trope you wouldn’t write if it was the last trope on earth?

Hmm.. probably unrequited love because... I mean that's just no fun to me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

14.) If you were stuck on a desert island with only two characters, which would you pick?

I accepted my fate and dug my grave with Nyx and Noct years ago. There's no turning back now.

Lmao that surprises no one, SO ASIDE FROM THE OBVIOUS, IF I HAD TO CHOOSE ANYONE ELSE. Hmm.. I think I'd choose Merlin from bbc Merlin because I at least have someone fun and magical (and wouldn't that be handy on a deserted island) to pass time with! Aaaand.. Agent Twilight aka Loid Forger from Spy x Family. Not only am I simping HARD for the man lately, but between him and Merlin, I'd be safe as fuck. He's fucking smart and would probably have some spy connection that ends up getting us off the island anyway. And while he wait - he can make me and Merlin foooood. He'll find a way, he always does that smooth culinary fucker. I'd trust Twilight and Merlin with my goddamn life, fuck!

15.) Who is the easiest/hardest character for you to write about? Why?

See... given that I kinda stay in my little NyxNoct corner and don't venture much into writing outside of them - I guess it's easy to say that both of them are the easiest for me to write? At the same time it's still hard because... well, I don't know if I even write them well? Don't get me wrong, I personally enjoy the way I write them, but at the same time I sometimes wonder if, despite that, I write them in a way others would consider "in character". Sometimes I think I do, but sometimes I doubt myself too. It can be a back and forth thing at times, but at the end of the day I still manage to write things I'm proud of.

Again, OUTSIDE of those two. The hardest character for me to write is without a doubt Ignis. Why? I have no clue. Whenever I look at the bros and think about writing them it just goes like this:

Noct: Yeah cool I got this Gladio: Mmm yeah I can pull this off probably Prompto: Erm, winging it but I think it'll be okay Ignis: ????

Not to talk about Cagefighter AU again but. Listen. The aside is a Monster for many reasons. I am nervous about the aside for Many Reasons. One of those many reasons for both of these circumstances is "I hope to fucking god I can write a convincing and in-character Ignis because he's a big part of the whole damn thing. Everyone start your prayer circles for me n o w."

I think for the most part I've been able to do him justice, and in turn it's starting to help build my confidence a little with writing him. But to say it hasn't been challenging would be a lie.

As always, I am doing my best ;u;

#fic asks

[wild-karrde]

Art for Fandom Friday! @purgetrooperfox amazing art!

Leo’s black and white art of their OC clone medic Nocte is GORGEOUS. 🫠🥵🥴. I just want to run my fingers through his hair and get lost in his eyes!!🔥💗 Nocte could talk me into anything….🥴🥴

Link here: https://purgetrooperfox.tumblr.com/post/697872999175602176/pov-hes-trying-to-convince-you-to-do-something

LISTEN, I adore Nocte with every new thing I learn about him or every new piece of art I see of him, and this piece from Leo is no exception. They are so freaking talented and I LOVE IT. Whatever ill-advised thing Nocte is trying to convince me to do, I'm in. Just absolutely love his character design so much. LEO, I LOVE YOUR OC A LOT AND WILL ATTEMPT TO CALM MY YELLING ABOUT NOCTE.

Participate in Fandom Friday to show your favorite creators from this week some love! :)

#FANDOM FRIDAY #creator appreciation #fan art #other people's awesome OCs #OC Nocte #clone medic nocte #star wars #the clone wars #tcw #clone oc #HE'S SO COOL #I ADORE HIM

[savage-rhi]

I loved the first prompto/gladio you posted!!! Staying on the angst train could we get a already dating prompto and gladio and he calls galdio at like 3am and he sounds really upset and like he's gonna khs you can choose how it ends but could you use the prompt “ i can’t do this. ”

Thank you for the compliment! I hope this is to your liking! 💙

Gladio was the kind of man who didn't hesitate to take action. Especially in the face of danger. Being the future kings shield, he had to be decisive even if his actions resulted in his own undoing. Clarus, his father, had taught him since childhood how to run with the fires of war, and never against. " Amicitia's never run from danger..." was an unofficial motto of his house. Gladio took the saying to heart then as he did now; even while his own pulse quaked while listening to Prompto's confessions.

Gods, it was heavy. To Gladio, it was heavier than the weapons he carried and mightier than the punches he had taken on behalf of all he had loved. Words couldn't touch what he was experiencing, and the anger that coincided. Gladio wasn't angry at Prompto. No, he was mad at himself. Mad that he didn't see the signs until now that there was something wrong.

Prompto had always been a cheerful man. Someone who brought life to any group or person who'd come his way. Gladio never believed in social butterflies until he had met him. It was one of the many reasons why his fondness for Prompto grew and led to their current relationship. The image of this wonderful person he loved had been stripped into shadows of his own making. Gladio wish he had known how miserable Prompto was. Maybe if he had paid more attention, and didn't assume everything was alright, this conversation could've transpired long ago.

"I can't do this." Prompto said over the phone, rubbing his forehead while he silently cried.

"What do you mean by that?" Gladio swallowed. He already knew the answer, yet his body still braced itself.

"All these feelings," Prompto sighed bitterly. "I've tried Gladio. I've tried for so long to handle it on my own. I tried talking to Ignis and Noct about it too but---they don't get it. No one does. Maybe you, but I know I unloaded onto ya, and I'm sorry. I don't want to be a burden to anyone. Especially the guys and you."

"You don't owe me a damn thing," Gladio sighed. He rubbed his eyes, wanting nothing more than to be at Prompto's side instead of being stuck at home. "You and I will figure this out together. I can promise you that."

"How do you know it will work?" Prompto murmured.

Gladio was quiet for a time. If there was one thing he lacked in, it was emotional tact. And right now, Gladio knew he needed to be focused all the way for Prompto's sake.

"Because I know us," Gladio's voice softened. He closed his eyes, and began to reminiscence. Memories of Prompto and him helping out one another during dangerous times and feats sprung up. Gladio's eyes began to water, remembering that despite staring death in the face, Prompto was always smiling. There was never a dull moment with him. Gladio couldn't imagine that light being snuffed away, by Prompto's own hand no less.

"Gladio?"

Prompto's quiet voice broke Gladio out of his thoughts and he quickly fell back onto the road he had begun to pave with his words.

"I know we are capable of running through hell together. You just gotta promise me you'll stick around and let me show you we can do anything."

There was a long pause that had Gladio wondering if perhaps he had screwed up. He shot up from bed, ready to throw on his clothes and run for the nearest medic. It was only when he heard Prompto chuckle sadly did he calm.

"And here I thought Iggy was the pep talk master."

Gladio sighed. He shook his head and carded a hand through his hair. Relief began to wash over him, having heard a rising hope in Prompto's voice.

"What can I say? The guy is inspirational." Gladio mused. "I'll come over tonight."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"What about everything I said?"

"We'll tackle it come morning. I'll help you research some therapists in the city. We got this, Prompt. I gotcha. Always have, always will."

Gladio looked over to his clock. It was approaching 3am. He could catch a late bus if he planned it right. Even if he missed the ride, Gladio knew it wouldn't stop him from rushing into the fire of Prompto's own misery, and pulling him back from the flames.

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#drabbles #gladiolus amicitia #prompto argentum #ffxv gladio #ffxv prompto #gladio x prompto #prompto x gladio #final fantasy xv #ffxv #mental health #depression

[painedprince]

"Iggy'll listen to whatever movie you want to watch, you know." Prompto assured, casually brushing Noct's hair out of his face for a few seconds before the soft spikes drifted right back. "I could try and distract him a little if you wanna have a little convo with Gladio during the movie?" It was a suggestion, anyway. An innocent one, even!

"Iggy would jump off a cliff for me and then say thank you." Noctis sighed. "We don't deserve him." Noctis, particularly, but by extension...

"I wouldn't bring everyone over just to talk to Gladio. I mean, yeah, I like the support, but. It's just been a minute since we all slept together. I mean, like-" He flushed. "You know what I mean! It's just. Nice. Warm. Getting sleepy just thinking about it..."

[rexelectus]

● – || @earthwilled sent (and will regret): “  you see the good in everything. that’s why i like it when you look at me.  ”

● – || The night was still as Noctis spent it in the gardens with Terra . Away from everyone , just them . . . All that surrounded the pair were the gently firefly-like lights that illuminated the garden throughout . It was the perfect night to just . .. talk , and to let the world fall away at their feet so that they could be alone .

Wisemen say only fools rush in . . .

Noctis' gaze looked up at Terra when he spoke , smiling fondly at the words . He rubbed the back of his neck [ [ s h y l y ] ] as he listened , going back and forth in his mind on what to say in return .

" I - . . .look at you for more reasons than because you're good . "

He started before shifting in his seat so that he could properly face Terra .

" I see the good in you , but there's always been good in you . . . Just because I look at you , doesn't mean it wasn't there all along . "

That was corny , and he knew it , but he had to keep going .

" I . . . see the way that you look at the world . I want to be able to look at it that way , one day . You're kindness and courage , your heart . . . I see all of that when I look at you . It's why I - "

I can't help falling in love with you . . .

Noctis sheepishly looked down at his hands as he clasped them in his lap . He was getting nervous . Why was he nervous ? He had spent many nights with Terra . . . so why was this one different ?

Come on , Noct . Get it together . You can do this . . .

" - . . . I like spending time with you . You create light wherever you go . I can't help but to look at you . "

Some things are meant to be . . .

#earthwilled #● c || terra #● v : in a crowd of thousands i'll always find you || terra & noctis #● opened letters || answered #● words from the prince || ic answered #● make it quick || convo

[aqent8]

starting to realize i come off rlly standoffish and mean unintentionally 😩

like if i hang out with friends and one i dont know well yet starts talking about smt i interpret as too personal for me to hear (like they dont share the backstory they just go and its usually smt dramatic so i assume its not meant for me to follow?) ill just kinda tune it out out of respect but i think it comes off as being uninterested in the person/disliking them

so instead i tried engaging and while it felt horrifying for me it was clear the person enjoyed me listening and giving my thoughts

or ill make the first move when saying goodbyes and often too early cause i worry about coming off as clingy and i wanna be proactive to avoid the awkwardness that comes with saying bye lol I think instead i come off as suddenly wanting space/being fed up that sends mixed signals to people cause like we had a great time why is noct suddenly rushing to get away as fast possible

ill just have to bite the bullet and deal with the awkwardness i think but ough so hard

#cant put into words for how grateful i am for my irl shes so patient with me #and i think thats all i need like just patience and love #its funny cause shes giving me the exact opportunities i knew i needed and everyones like boohoo thats so spoiled of you dont even dream #about it but now i have it and i am doing my best and im making sm progress and i am sm happier like i told you thjs would fix me!! #as usual i always know best what i need fkdkd #txt

[stonecoldmeme]

"Bow tie collars? Well, the chocobos should have bows too! Yeah. It... I get so excited just thinking about it, you know? Marrying you, but also just... getting everyone together. And I hate parties, but like- It'll be different, I think. It'll be fun."

“They can all have sparkly bows and it’ll be awesome.”  Prompto promised as if he were swearing his life on something.

His expression rolled into something warm and fond and bright, listening to Noctis talk.  Yeah, looking forward to gatherings wasn’t really like him, but then again...  “It’ll be the people we want there ‘cause they’re important to us.”  Not everyone, he knew that; could never forget it, really.  But there was probably something to being there in spirit or whatever.

He moved to gently drape himself over Noct’s shoulders.  “I’m glad, though.  It is exciting!  Everybody gets to celebrate and be happy... and we never have to totally pretend we weren’t making out again.!”

#IC #painedprince #GameverseAU!Prompto - Chocobo Wranglers #((important points made))

[larkawolfgirl]

From this Moment On (Promnis)

Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Relationship: Prompto Argentum/Ignis Scientia Characters: Prompto Argentum, Ignis Scientia

Summary:  Tonight has been a long time coming. Electric zeal is coursing through Prompto and he checks for probably the millionth time that the little box is still there in his pocket.

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Tonight has been a long time coming. Electric zeal is coursing through Prompto and he checks for probably the millionth time that the little box is still there in his pocket. Usually, he is the one out later nowadays, with all of the after school activities he’s been asked to document, but he made sure to head home early just for this occasion. Ignis would normally be home by now, but he’s isn’t late enough for it to be a concern yet; just a disappointment. With each ticking second, Prompto’s eagerness sizzles with nowhere to go. In an attempt to use up some of his excess energy, he keys out a text to Noct who quickly replies back.

Good luck, dude followed by a thumbs up.

He doubts he needs the encouragement but appreciates it anyway.

Thanks, bud! He texts back with his own thumbs up.

Another minute passes, so he decides to clean the place up a bit. For being blind, Ignis sure can sniff out an abandoned glass or misplaced sock. Prompto wants his main focus tonight to be them and nothing else. It’s right after he has finished stuffing the clean dish towels into the kitchen drawer that the front door opens.

“Prompto? You are home already?”

Prompto rushes over, pausing only long enough to let him shut the door and place his briefcase on the floor before tackling him in a hug. “Welcome home, Iggy.”

Ignis gives that soft endearing sigh that’s for Prompto alone and puts a hand on his waist. “Hi yourself.” Prompto gives him a kiss and Ignis responds readily, pulling him in closer. “If I always came home to a welcome like this, I’d be sure to get home on time every day.”

Prompto chuckles. “Wish I could, Igster. But you know how those kids are. Can’t stay still for a minute and want to remember every minute of it.”

“That I do. If only I could see all the photos making up the collection. It must weigh a ton.”

“Something like that. I know. But don’t worry, promise I always tell you about the best ones.”

Ignis smiles and pulls back so that he can take off his shoes. “I’m sure you do, love. Speaking of, how was your day?”

“Billy and Samantha talked the kids into making towers out of their paintbrushes. Not exactly what the lesson called for, but I had to appreciate their creativity.”

Ignis gave a small laugh. “They really do have you wrapped around their thumb.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“Not at all.” Ignis went over to the refrigerator, taking stock of their groceries with the touch of a hand.

“How was your day?”

“Oh, it was alright. Listened to a lot of speeches on how we need to focus more on politics now that reconstruction has fully completed. Frankly, it seems irrelevant to me at this point. However, Noctis argued it was important to at least take it into consideration. Sometimes I forget that he can act like a king when he chooses to.”

Prompto laughs. “I mean, he’ll always be Noct to us. You can’t exactly bow down in reverence when you’ve seen the guy running through the woods buck naked because he fell asleep doing laundry and let all of his clothes wash away with the tide.”

Ignis shuts the refrigerator and turns back to him. “Very true. I supposed I will remember that statement when he next asks me why I take all his decisions with a grain of salt. What are you in the mood for dinner? I believe we have everything I need for that green curry you so prefer.”

“Aw, thanks, Iggy. You know I love that, but I was thinking we could in some of that pasta you love.”

“Really? We usually only do that on special occasions.”

“Well,” Prompto pulls the chair out closest to Ignis and pushes him to sit, “today is one.”

A sculpted eyebrow rises. “Oh?”

“Yep.”

“And what sort of occasion is it?”

“That is a surprise.”

Ignis sighs, this one Prompto guesses is suppressed impatience. “Must we really wait until the food is here?”

Prompto shakes his head. “Oh, fine. Today’s special cause I want to give you something.”

Ignis smiles endearingly. “That is kind of you. May I have it now?”

“Yeah, okay. I’d say ‘ close your eyes and hold out your hands’, but…” He pauses, digging the box from his pocket and staring at it for longer than necessary..

“Please stop dawdling, you know I hate to be kept in suspense.”

Prompto pecks him on the lips. “Course, Iggy. Here!” He plops the red velvet box into the advisor’s lap.

Ignis sucks in a breath as his fingers take in what it is he is holding. Not one to jump to conclusions without proper evidence, he carefully opens the lid without a word. His fingers glide over the silver band inside, lifting it up so that he can be absolutely positive what he is holding is a ring.

For calling him out on dawdling, he sure was taking his sweet time to react and it was making Prompto anxious. “So?” He rubs over his arm.

“It is lovely. Am I correct in my assumptions of what this means?”

Prompto swallows and nods on impulse before remembering that he needs to use his words. “Uh, huh.” He crouches like you are supposed to and takes Ignis’ hands in his, capturing the ring within them in the process. “Ignis Scientia, you have been my light in the darkness and grounding force when I needed it. You give so much for others, and I want to stay by your side for as long as possible so that I can at least try to give you as much back. Will you take me, Igs?”

“Oh, Prompto.” He leans forward so that he can lean his head at his collarbone. “You have been as much, if not more, to me. You have gained back the light, but I continue on in this darkness. Some days, I swear I would lose myself in it if not for your smiling voice to carry me through. It’s overdramatic, I know, but it is the truth. I have no right to feel so given that we somehow miraculously have Noct still with us and the sun again, but I still mourn the fact that I shall never again gaze upon his or your face. I shall never again be able to count the freckles on your nose, read my favorite book, or measure the wellness of a meal by its color. I may never see your smile, but I can hear it and feel the twist of lip when they touch mine. If I can have that, I can remember what I still have to look forward to. If you are willing to stick by me, yes. I will be yours for life.”

Prompto swears he isn’t crying, but his laugh sounds wet so he might as well. “Guess we’ll just have to be messes together, then won’t we?”

“Yes.”

They stay like that for a long moment, until Prompto releases his hands to wrap them around his back and pull him closer. “I didn’t know you still felt that bad some days, you know?”

“It is not something I like making into a big deal.”

“No. If we are doing this, you make it a big deal. I wanna know when you’re even a bit troubled, kay? I don’t care if it’s this or gripping about some stupid press meeting. And when you feel lost, I’ll be right here for you to hold and remember this is where you are.”

Ignis lets out a shuddering breath. “You say that I give so much to others, but you, Prompto, are the kindest hearted person I know.”

Prompto laughs self-consciously. “I think you’re exaggerating.”

“I am not. You are always shining like the sun, even when there is a shadow lurking. You’re light is infectious.”

“Good. Does it cheer you up, then?”

“Yes. It does. Are you going to put his on me, or not? I said to stop dawdling, did I not?”

Prompto stiffens his back and gives a salute. “Yes, dear!” Tenderly, he runs his hands over his palms and takes the ring so that he can slip it onto his ring finger. Once it is in place, he lifts the hand to his lips so that he can place a kiss there over the metal. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Prompto. Now and always.”

“I like the sound of that.”

Prompto makes sure that he plasters the largest grin he can on his face when they kiss, that Ignis will know the extent of his happiness in that moment.  

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